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msquared's picture

Woo, I'm never around anymo.

It's summer. I read, I write, I read, I play sax, I read, I work on scholarships, I read, I bike, I eyes are starting to hurt from a hundred plus pages a day.

Nothing new on the relationship front. NOTHING is ever new on the relationship front. The last time I touched a guy was almost a year ago...and I'm fine with that. People I know have been drinking and sleeping around a lot lately, and their actions have upset me greatly; I feel sufficiently turned off from the dating scene. The situation reminds me of Ginsberg's poem, "Howl": "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness..." Of course I'm engaging in obnoxious hyperbole, but nevertheless, I still kind of feel that my friends are just throwing their lives in cans of beer, drinking them up, and pissing them out. I hope this is just a phase.

I'm really tired.

Thus the scatter-brained post.


jeff's picture


For some friends it is a phase, for others it is foreshadowing.

"Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment." - Rumi

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5thstory's picture

I totally understand you. I

I totally understand you. I can't stand people that can't control how much they drink, and how often. And beer? for God's sake, if they're gonna waste their lives drunk, at least buy Tequila and get wasted faster with less effort, and being far less annoying to sober people! If they learn to control their drinks, it'll just be a phase, they will move into stronger liquors, less quantities, less times a week/month/day, and it will all go back to normal. Others... well, at least they'll make you laugh every now and then with their completely out-of-order commentaries. Trust me, I have been there more than a couple times, and I can swear to you most of them will eventually get over the fact they (oh-my-god) they are drinking, and that it is not half as exciting as they think, and that beer gives terrible hangovers. Anyway, excuse my randomness, I am not thinking properly today (blame the weather).

" . . . The sun does not shine upon this fair earth to meet frowning eyes, depend upon it." Charles Dickens